ON MARKET STREET
ON MARKET STREET
I walked Market Street today
you know that place
junk stores and some say junk people
where I tried on that Greek fisherman's
cap authentic at 10.99
my head was too big my head was too big
my head is too big became a chorus right there
on Market Street but no one heard
except this guy who shot out of that store
like an unguided missile whose any target
will do meant me and this junked man
he crashed into me and when I said sorry
like mama taught me to do in all special
circumstances he only said in a commander's
voice supreme at ease and in the very next breath
was shocked into recognition of who was soldier
and who was commander exactly and that junked
man commander saluted my head too big
and shouted with respect in-boned yes sir yes sir
and I knew that from analyst to commander on
Market Street is not an easy promotion
yet I took his gift of rank and its cap just right
when I heard him shout at ease and saw him
salute and yes sir yes sir even to that girl
with one arm that girl not even bumped
into became a commander too on
Market Street today
when girls are commanders who will be nurses
who will be nurses on Market Street
when that man that mad man
has made commanders of us all
it will be yes it will be madness
yes madness itself yes because
on Market Street where I walked
today is where madness is
psyche's only nurse.
Lockhart, Russell. Psyche Speaks: A Jungian Approach to Self and World. The Lockhart Press. Kindle Edition.
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